Recap: Ayesha decides to quit the job as Armaan's assistant manager and take the job as a professional CA that was offered to her. Armaan is pissed off about this as he feels his revenge would be incomplete but at the same time he has some unexplainable feelings for her. As she's packing her bags to leave, Armaan reaches her house and pulls her in his arms taking her by surprise and saying her thatHe loves her.....Ayesha's POV,I thought I was seeing one of those dreams. Did he just say that he loved me? I'm still engulfed in his arms. It feels soo good, but I can't move at all."Ayesha.... please come back." He whispered.I stood like statue in his arms trying to process the situation. My heart is beating like

Ayesha's POV,I transferred all my stuff into the back of the car. I called the company and told them that I won't be using thier apartment so they decided to transfer the apartment's monthly rent into my salary. How awesome!As I talked to my parents, they reluctantly agreed for me staying at his place."Atleast you won't be staying alone. We don't have to worry about you getting in any kind of trouble." Mom said. Ofcourse Nida is as against it as Hitler was against the Jewish.Armaan delayed all his activities for the afternoon and personally accompanied me from my home in Kharghar to his in Andheri."I'm soo excited you're finally coming home." He said.Home? I feel like a newly married bride moving to he

Ayesha's POV,It's been two days and we're still searching for my diary that I lost during Amaal's bday party. Amaal inquired from the from the interior decorating team and also the staff of the hotel but we had no luck.All the while, we are spending a lot of time together. We drive around in his car without a driver or a bodyguard. I don't know why he was taking such efforts to find an ordinary diary.'It means a lot to you. So we'll find it.' He had said. He's soo sweet. I know I'm putting him in lot if trouble. He should be in his studio making music and stuff. Who knew the such a famous music director would be roaming around Mumbai to find an ordinary girl's diary like that?Armaan will be back from Delhi tomorrow just know

 Ayesha's POV,"Um....who might you be?" I asked confused but politely not trying to be rude."I'm Sahil Sharma, the chief editor of Mirchi News." He said smiling.My eyes widened. He's from the media?!"Uh... I am kind of busy right now and so I'd really appreciate it if you could come back some other time." I faked a smile and tried to close the door but he stopped it with his hand. I gulped as he bent down at my face level."Miss Ayesha.... I'm not alone. At a snap of my finger all my reporters can gather her at this very spot to get exclusive pictures and interview of The Malik brother's girlfriend. Do you really want that....or rather, you'd like to negotiate with me?" He smirked s

Armaan's POV,"Ayesha .... Ayesha wake up!!!" I shook her face holding it between my hands. She was unconscious....and soo cold. Her face and lips had gone pale too. I quickly dashed out of the car and opening her side of the door picked her in my arms pulling her out. I ran towards the building yelling for security. The guard rushed towards us with an umbrella startled to see Ayesha in that condition."Get me a doctor in the apartment 301 ASAP and also get me a spare key. Hurry!" I said hastily.He rushed in to get me a key."There's a doctor in this building. I'll inform her immediately." I guard said handing me the key."Ok." I said and rushed towards the apartment. It was raining so I couldn't take the lift and I had to carry her up 3 floors. Good thing I work o